#So I had to get a Blue Whale when I saw one but here's the thing - super super recently there was /another/ Blue Whale Webkinz!

[jellinuy]

౨ৎ — fluff ending to part 1. wc; 1k.

“…oru…satoru.”

an eye opened. then two. white lashes fluttered around hazy blue irises as the sorcerer began to come to his senses, adjusting the sunglasses that had slid down his nose with a small, ‘hm?’

at the sound of your voice, gojo’s eyes slid around to take in the scenery. but he could’ve sworn you just… wasn't he back at jujutsu high a minute ago? in the infirmary? but instead, the teenager found himself sitting on a bench, his body sheathed in dancing blue artificial light and the passing shadows of ocean creatures behind glass.

the aquarium, he realized, his heart rate spiking. it wasn’t real.

“y/n,” he mumbled slowly, a lazy grin on his face, and never before had gojo been so happy to say your name to you.

“that’s me,” and the full, clear sight of you brings immediate relief — a painkiller for the heartache he’d just endured in his sleep. it was still rattling to him, after all this time, how realistic his nightmares were. he swore he saw the blood soak the pure, ivory sheet that covered you, the paling of your dying skin, the emptiness where your gorgeous, beating heart should’ve been. felt his own heart rip nerve by nerve and his stomach clench into an ugly knot as yaga told him you were “killed in action”: finite, just like that. you were gone.

he’d never been so glad to be awake, to be here, in front of some stupid fish tank, with you. he took in your face as you talk, a worried crease in your brow when you see your reflection in his blue eyes, now glassy. transparent and red-rimmed. vulnerable, if you looked close enough.

“you, um… fell asleep on my shoulder,” you spoke when he didn’t. “you okay? been getting enough sleep?”

oh. that was another thing i loved, he remembered, and it was like his body knew you the way his heart did, as his smile stretched into a pair of dimples. your stupidly big heart.

“…yeah. don’t worry your pretty little head about me,” he assured her, much quieter than regular old satoru gojo would have. cerulean peeked out at you from over his sunglasses and from under his hair, trying to say the words his mouth couldn’t as he rested his head on your shoulder.

call him clingy, but he wouldn’t move for anything right now. feeling you, alive and well and happy against him, that was enough.

knowing you were here was enough.

in an attempt to make small talk, you lifted you arm — the one he wasn’t using as a pillow — to point at a passing beluga whale at the massive tank in front of you both.

“satoru, look, a belu—”

“y/n, i’m in love with you.”

he lied. it wasn’t enough. he didn’t just want to be near you, to be close, yet still at arms length, he wanted to be in your arms. to kiss your face and make you smile at him in a different way than with everyone else. to nap with you on days he didn’t feel like “the strongest”, to be weak around you, to feel those damned butterflies every time he heard you call him “baby.” that was what he wanted — to openly love you, to be loved in return by you and nobody else.

“you… huh?” your hearts pounded in tandem, slamming against your ribs uncontrollably, to the point where it hurt to breathe in the best way possible. “wh… s…say that again?” you must’ve heard wrong, must’ve misinterpreted.

“…said ‘m in love with you,” he repeated, muffled due to his cheek squished against your shoulder. “like, i wanna be a jellyfish with you.”

“…oh.”

“yeah.”

it would be a lie to say that you hadn’t noticed the way your best friend looked at you, the blatantly obvious hearts in all six eyes when he laid them on you, so this wasn’t as unexpected as you made it look.

“…i think,” dry as your mouth was, you still spoke. your eyes weren’t trained on him, but instead at the fish in the life-sized tank, the shadows of passing jellyfish diluting the clear blue luminescence of the waterlogged glass periodically, “i might be in love with you, too.” it came out shakier than you wanted, but you patted yourself on the back for even getting it out at all. and it was true. you came to know him, to appreciate him, to be annoyed by him, to fighting by his side, to wishing you could be there forever, next to him.

in typical gojo fashion, he makes a face. you can’t see it, because he’s still resting on your shoulder, but you feel the indent of his cheek as he pouts. his hand not-so-subtly sneaks down to yours, and he prods your fingers open so he can slide his palm on top of yours. you swear you would’ve fallen over if you weren’t sitting.

“you ‘might’? i just told you i wanna live as a sea creature with you forever, and you ‘might’ like me back?” he mumbles: maybe he spoke clearly, actually — you don’t know, because the only thing in your ears is the pumping of your blood.

the lovestruck idiot pokes at you again — “c’mon, y/n, say it properly.”

his fingers play with yours, scratching your palm gently, tracing hearts into your skin. his head continued to rest on you, and he was ever grateful you couldn’t feel the warmth of his red face through your shirt, the burning of his ears. he’d find some way to make today last forever if he had to, if it meant sitting here next to the best friend he’d come to see as more, just watching fish swim. your hand finally clenched around his, slightly clammy, and clearly nervous, but it was your hand, so he couldn’t care less. and you squeezed his hand and said it right, because if gojo had the right to anything in this world, it was your heart.

“yeah… you’re right… i’m in love with you, satoru. let’s be jellyfish in our next lives.”

@boundedbyfate, @c4ndytr4p, @iluvies, @sad-darksoul, @fayereblogs-4, @ratmilk14, @lovelymimimoo

[treason-and-plot]

“I saw you from my roof, when I was scanning the sea for cetaceans with my telescope,” says Warren.

“What?” says Cookie.   

“Cetaceans. Whales and dolphins,” says Warren.

“Obviously I know what cetaceans are, Warren,” says Cookie. “I just don't understand what you mean when you say you saw me. Saw what, exactly?"

“I saw you sitting on the sand, crying,” says Warren. His kind, pale green-blue eyes are fixed on her face, and for one terrifying and thrilling moment she thinks he is going to reach out and touch her, caress her cheek, or maybe even take one of her hands in his. But the moment passes, leaving her skin tingling with a dizzying combination of relief and regret. “The sight of such a beautiful woman alone and crying tore at my heartstrings. I knew I had to jump in my speedboat and come down here straight away to try and help you. "

His chivalrous words make Cookie feel like bursting into tears again, but she manages to get a grip on her composure. She gives him a sweet and demure smile and shrugs dismissively.

“I’m touched by your concern, Warren, but I’m afraid you’re mistaken,” she says. “I wasn’t crying. I was just sitting on the sand enjoying the view. I often come down to this little beach when I’m in the mood for some solitude. It’s one of my favourite spots.”

Several creases appear on Warren’s bronzed forehead.

“I know when someone is distressed, Cookie,” he says. “I don’t even have to see their tears. I can sense it. I can sense it in animals too. That’s why they call me the whale whisperer. I have a gift, an intuition. I can tune in to human and animal needs and feelings. And right now I can sense that you’re in pain. Deep, deep pain. I’m right, aren’t I?”

“No,” says Cookie quickly, stepping backwards. “You are one hundred percent not right, Warren. I’m perfectly fine. And I don’t believe in any of that new age nonsense, so you’re wasting your breath. Anyway, I have to get home now. Raj will be wondering where I am."

"Cookie," he says gently. "Please let me help you."

"For the last time, I don't need help!" she says, panicked and furious, and turns and walks away from him up the sand as fast as her heels will allow her to.

[jojojoy1]

Are you doing Lando Norris story requests. If so can you do one where he is a dad and his child and girlfriend/wife come to watch him race for the first time and he wins with 01 💙😊

Daddy, you won! - Lando Norris

Lando Norris x reader

You and Lando have been dating since you were fifteen years old. You two have been together through thick and thin. So when you found out you were pregnant at only twenty you both knew you could handle it together.

You gave birth to a beautiful baby boy in the November of 2020. Your pride and joy, you and Lando could not be happier.

You didn't want to have your son exposed to the race track too soon. Babies are delicate and as his mother, you are over protective. Lando always said, every weekend since Rowan had been born, that he should be at the races. And you always said no.

One week before the Australian Grand Prix and you were having the same conversation you and Lando have before every race.

"I think you and Rowan should come to Australia." Lando said as you both got into bed.

"I don't know, Lando." You sigh, "He's still so young."

"But it'd be nice. And it's not like he's ever gonna be alone. You can be protective mama bear."

"It's loud, we don't want to deafen him-"

Lando cut you off with a solution, "He can wear ear defenders."

"And fans. I don't want him to be scared or overwhelmed by the amount of people."

"You can take him straight to hospitality. Please y/n. You haven't been to a race in two years. It would mean so much to me." Lando interlocked your fingers as he spoke. You stared into his pleading eyes. Those eyes you always struggled to say no to.

"Fine," Lando smiled more then you knew possible, "We'll come to Australia." Lando cheered, wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a passionate kiss.

...

"Where's the sunscreen?" You panicked as you frantically emptied one of your suitcases.

"It's right here, babe." Lando said as he pulled a bottle out of the baby bag you had packed for the day. "Are you okay?" He asked, applying the sunscreen to Rowan's skin.

"I'm just nervous."

"There's nothing to be nervous about."

"What does nervous mean?" Rowan said.

"It means worried, baby." You answered.

"Why are you worried?"

"Because there's going to be lots of people today."

"Bluey will make you not worried." Rowan handed you his blue whale teddy, causing you and Lando to chuckle at the cuteness.

"You hold on to bluey, lovie." You handed Rowan back his whale.

...

The shock on everyone's faces when you walked into the paddock was priceless. You had told noone about you and Rowan attending the Grand Prix.

Even though Rowan could walk, you decided to carry him to ensure you didn't lose him.

"Y/n! Rowan!" A familiar Spanish accent yelled as the three of you walked to hospitality.

"Uncle Carlos!" Rowan screamed as Carlos approached.

"Hey buddy." Carlos put his hand out to fistbump the toddler. "What are you doing here?" He turned to you.

"Lando finally convinced me that it'd be safe." You smiled.

"Will we see you in the paddock more often, then?"

"If today goes okay. Maybe."

"Well, I'll see you all later." Carlos said as he patted Lando's shoulder.

"Yeah, bye mate." Lando said as Carlos walked away and you continued to McLaren.

...

You were sat in Lando's drivers room before the race.

"You should watch in the garage with everyone else. Then you can be the first ones I see when I get out the car."

"I don-" Before you could protest Lando interrupted, already knowing what you were gonna say.

"He's got ear defenders."

"Okay, we'll sit in the garage."

...

Rowan was so excited watching the race. Squealing anytime he saw an orange car on the screen.

You'd never seen Lando drive so well. He started the race in P13 and had managed to work his way up to P2.

Lando was right on Max's tail. A close fight for the win. The atmosphere in the McLaren garage was incredible. Noone expected the car to be capable of this. And with a possible win on the table? Everyone was so nervous.

For the last few laps, Lando had been making so many moves to overtake Max. Getting so close, but not close enough.

They were fighting right to the chequered flag. Just as Max was about to cross the line with another win under his belt, Lando came storming past. By mere inches Lando took home his first ever win.

The garage erupted into cheers. Everyone ran out to meet Lando at the podium. Holding on to Rowan, you made your way to the front of the barriers.

Lando parked his car in the first place spot, removed his helmet and immediately ran over to you and Rowan. Embracing you both. Kissing you on the lips.

"You did it." You said through the tears of joy, "You're a Grand Prix winner."

"Daddy, you won!" Rowan screamed over the cheers.

"Yeah, I did, baby." Lando said as he took Rowan from your arms for a hug.

...

You'd never felt so proud, seeing Lando on the highest step of the podium.

This win was something Lando has been working for his whole life and being able to celebrate it with the two most important people in his life made it even more special.

[fictitiousmagines]

You've Already Got Me Wrapped Around Your Finger Part 4

You couldn't imagine my delight, when you invited me to a mid-day picnic after you poured your heart out to me in the stacks at Mooney's. I'd wanted to kiss you, so desperately, but heroes wait for their moment.

And you are a vision here in this bustling park, the pale blue sun dress and the same ole tote that you sling over your shoulder. You are a vision. You're effortless, in a way that people try to emulate but never quite measure up to.

You blush and babble as you unpack a spread of cheese, crackers and fruit. As you unpack, your most prized possession tumbles from the depths of your tote: your journal. You've mentioned in passing, that you draw and write in there and its the only time you feel like you can be yourself. I am Captain Ahab and your journal is my white whale.

"Oops," Y/N says while quickly stuffing it back in. Its a deep green with tattered corners but she touches it with such tenderness.

I hope you can be yourself with me, Y/N. I hope you can tell that I'm here to save you. I'm here to take care of you.

It was an absolutely perfect day: the picnic, the train back to our little part of New York City, the leisurely ride home, kissing you on your porch.

Your lips were so soft, Y/N. They're almost a drug. The way I got lost in the moment and buried my hands into your soft hair. Pulling away, you looked up at me with a look that only can be described as vulnerable. Beautiful. I wanted to take you right there. But instead I stroked your cheek with my thumb and reassured you that I had a wonderful time. That I couldn't wait to see you again.

When you texted me later that night, you pulled me out of my reading. But you are always a welcome distraction.

"Thanks again for the beautiful day together. Wanna grab a drink later this week? PS. I lost my journal, maybe on the train? I'm bummed! Does Mooney's sell blank journals?"

I don't answer because I immediately plan on buying you one and bringing it to you in the morning. A nice one. And each time you pour your soul into its pages, you'll think of me.

It was irresistible grabbing it out of your bag on the train. Your attention was on the loud commotion to your right. In an instant, it went from your bag, to my backpack. Hidden under the picnic blanket.

Maybe I'll buy you a new bag, one with a zipper. I don't want anyone pickpocketing you. Anyone could grab your wallet and get your personal information. I just wanna keep you safe. Not everyone is going to have your best intentions at heart. But I do.

I've been worried about you, Y/N. This is just my way of checking on you. I'm sure you're worried about overloading me. About having too much baggage, but you could never be too much for me. The more I read, the more fascinated I became.

I learned from your journal, new things but also things I only suspected. Like, that your dads care overwhelms you sometimes. Even though you love your dad dearly. That you worry that it might be time to put him in a home, even though your heart couldn't bear it. That your brother resists helping you, even though you work round the clock. That you miss your mother. And rereading The Outsiders makes you feel more connected to her.

Your art is always so gestural. So much feeling.

My heart stopped when I saw that you even wrote about me.

You wrote about meeting me at the shop. Our coffee together. And even about eating bodega sandwiches in the stacks of Mooney's. How I made you feel safe at that moment.

"I don't want to get ahead of myself, but I think I like this guy Joe."

[weirdsht]

Lost - lotcf & reader

notes: hi ahahahaha I've been gone for what? 1 or 2 years? So many things happened lol. I'm gonna do my thesis next year, I think I'm about to become an orphan? My extended family is out to get my life, I think it's the same for my bio dad, overall life has been a rollercoaster. Like every time I try to get back to my hobbies something happens, but I won't let that stop me from fangirling lol

Anyways! that's not what y'all are here for, you're here for the fic!

tags: novel spoilers (late part of book 1), set in endable, transmigrator!reader, naru calls ws "eldest uncle" because that's what the wiki says (but i'm not sure because i forgot huhu), reader is a shrimp stuck between two whales

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

Pls don't repost my work anywhere without my permission

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@eggb67 said: So imagine this, reader is from a complete waste land of a dimension and she crash lands into TOCF with no clue of where she is. She runs into WS and the first thing she does is attack him because he looks similar to the person who had been really close when it came to killing her.

The world you came from was one in chaos. Everyone has to fight to survive as if only barbarians lived there. It hadn’t always been like that. One thing leads to another; before you know it, the world is deserted, and only the strongest or the wittiest survive.

Survive, that was exactly what you were trying to do before you lost. Of course, the day you try to get food you encounter some bloodthirsty madman and die…

Well, at least you thought you did. 

You were sure the knife was going to stab your heart. To be honest, you accepted it, living in that world was tiring. You figured that since you have nothing left, no family, friends, or material things, then it should be fine if you disappear.

That’s why you were shocked when you opened your eyes and saw that you were in a different place. The place may be different but you can see the same madman that tried to kill you. 

And it would only be just to try and strike back right?

However, as you were about to swing your arms, that’s still injured, two men who look like knights blocked your movements. This made you fall over and sit on the ground.

“Explain yourself! Who are you and how did you appear here out of the blue?”

Now just what kind of roleplay is this? You were certain that you were in some dingy alley before. But now you look like you’re in a castle, or at least some luxurious lodging.

“Explain myself? I’m the most confused here. Who the hell are you people and where am I? Also, that bastard over there looks like the dude that killed me earlier.”

Now that you look at it properly the man that supposedly tried to kill you was the same but at the same time different. This man also had red hair and was wearing a white mask, but their clothes looked vastly different. Their aura was also different. This one feels more shrewd and has the vibe of a ruler.

Speaking of the mysterious man, he only looked at you as if he found a new toy to play with. That look only lasted for less than a second before it was replaced by a look of concern.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding, but first… Naru are you okay?”

Only then did you notice the white-haired kid near you. He looked shocked but seemed to be fine otherwise. Usually, you were soft when it came to kids.

But your instincts were telling you that this one isn’t a kid.

You have no way of proving it, but years- no decades of trying to survive in your forsaken world has honed your instincts. And your instincts were telling you three things:

The white-haired kid is not a kid

The redhaired man is dangerous

The kid is dangerous too but you’ll have a better chance of survival with him.

“Don’t worry Eldest Uncle no harm was done.”

“That’s good… Well usually we would send attackers like you to prison but as I said there seems to be a misunderstanding. You also don’t seem to be from here and look lost.”

Everyone around you started whispering about how merciful this White Star guy is. From the not-so-hush whispers, you gathered that these two are big shots in this place with the redhead being their ruler. 

That also confirms that you’re now in a world you have no idea of.

Your world doesn’t have a ruler. Well, it had one before but that was decades ago. The sight of people being orderly and following a single person seems so foreign to you now.

“Eldest Uncle if I may, can I take this person with me back home? I wish to treat their injuries and find out how they got here.”

It was only then you remembered that you were injured. Of course, all of them were from the madman from the other world. Just remembering about that encounter made you pissed. 

You kept your emotions in check and listened in on the conversation about you. They were acting as though you didn’t even exist, but it was fine. All you have to do right now is stay quiet and not offend anyone. You have to survive this room first then find out where the hell are you after.

“Are you sure Naru? They may be dangerous and bring you harm…”

“I will be fine uncle. I really want to treat them, seeing someone appear out of nowhere weak and battered reminded me of my own health. Thus why I wish to help them.”

The not-really-brat seemed to be a good actor.

You were far from weak. You may be injured, but not weak. If you want to you can still cause havoc in this place. That Naru guy seemed to know it too. His gaze only landed on you for a second but you can tell he has a good grasp of your strength.

That’s fine as it looks like he's trying to get you away from the more dangerous man so you played along.

As if touched by the kid’s words you tried to get up but only to fall back again. You added in some coughs for a good measure. 

Naru and White Star went back and forth a bit more with White Star saying he was worried and Naru adamantly proclaiming they just wanted to help a weak person like him. Luckily in the end White Star resigned and allowed Naru to do whatever he wanted on the condition that if you did anything rash Naru was to tell him immediately.

Soon enough you were being escorted out of the hall you were in to go to Naru’s residence with the help of some servants. The whole time you could feel White Star’s gaze on you and it felt just like how a mad scientist would look at their new test subject victim.

Let’s just hope you don’t have to meet him anytime soon.

[hazbinhazbinhazbinreblog]

//scuttles in here

I TRIED MY HAND AT WRITING A FIC FOR TEH ASKS HAHAHAH. i am working on the main fic still, college has been an ass but i wanted to do crossover nonsense.

Warning for extra angst and like, kind of big hint/borderline reveal as to why Radio guard Alastor is pissed at his Vox. Also very long I am sorry ---

Vox didn’t know what he expected from this…other version of himself.

He was head over heels with his counterpart, who he fucking fumbled. This absolute dumbass somehow fumbled the tattooed hottie that was his Alastor.

And sure, he fumbled but like also who cared. (He cared…he cared so much he hated it). The hottie was still an outdated relic stuck in the past. Figuratively and literally. But still, he was hot. His Alastor had a sort of bad boy, protective guard dog vibe going on and he could get behind that.

Of course, he vocalized this. It was an attempt to piss off this weak version of himself. Seriously, the pathetic idiot had to seek advice from the one who was married to his Alastor for decades in secret. (Which Vox wasn’t totally jealous about, no, not at all. And besides why did this weakling need the other them. He had Valentino! Like him! Just asked him for advice!). And you know, maybe he vocalized this. Or something similar.

Maybe he bragged and boasted about how happy he was with Valentino compared to being with Alastor. He must have since the other Voxes made a face. The fallen overlord one audibly gagged. But he saw how the tattooed Alastor’s Vox froze. How he turned his head so slowly with a notable crack in his neck. His eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. Yet there was this flicker of something in them. He swore it was rage, but he laughed it off.

But he said something to finally make the other snap. To let the rage out. And at the moment he couldn’t remember what it was.

Kind of hard to when you were on the guard, shielding your face, while deep blue blood dripped from your arms because this other version of yourself has decided death was a better option for you.

He had no time to react, one moment he loaded the verbal gun, the next all he heard was a crashing, gargled, scream of TV static, and the next, he was on the floor, stunned and dazed before snapping to when he swore he felt something crack. Not on him, but from the other Vox.

Tendrils of wires with sparks littered his back as his screen seemed to drip with an ooze (tears. Neon blue, coolant like tears he would remind himself later).

And despite seeing this display, like the ego-driven fool he was. He doubled down. Bringing up Valentino. Bringing up how much of a fool this version of him was to be so lost in the past when he had a hottie next to him.

That only worsened the rage. Which led to this version whaling on him.

“How can you say any of this!” the other cried, blinded by anger Vox can only guess.

And like a dumbass, he responded.

“Uh maybe because Valentino is hot, he’s modern. He’s everything any Alastor won’t be. A fucking relic who deserves to stay-”

CRUNCH

Any words in Vox’s throat died when he heard that sickening sound. He didn’t even realize the wires had tangled around an arm and yanked back, crushing it in a vice grip. He could see his blood seeping out, impling the skin was punctured alongside whatever was broken.

“HOW CAN YOU FUCKING BRAG ABOUT BEING WITH SOMEONE SO FAKE?! VALENTINO LIES AND LIES. EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM OOZES NOTHING BUT LIES. FALSES PROMISED AND BROKEN TRUTHS. HOW CAN YOU BEEN SO HAPPY ABOUT TRADING IN YOUR JOY FOR LITERAL NOTHINGNESS?! HOW CAN YOU BE SO HAPPY ABOUT BEING FAKE?!”

With each shout, with each scream of words, the other Vox hit him. It was getting to the point it was threatening to shatter his glass screen.

“HOW CAN YOU SAY SUCH AWFUL THINGS?! ALASTOR GAVE US EVERYTHING! HE TOOK US IN, HE LOVED US. HE GENUINELY LOVED US. ARE YOU SO FUCKING CLOUDED BY YOUR SELF IMPOSED EGO TO BE BLINDED TO THE MEMORIES YOU TWO SHARED?! TO HAVE THE FUCKING GALL TO SUGGEST I…to suggest I..to suggest i do…”

The other Vox had trailed off, and for a moment Vox thought he lost steam until-

It felt like a flash, one moment the other Vox was still, his body shaking with silent sobs, and the next his fist was raised again, anger in his eyes and all Vox could hear was his screen shattering.

He was still functional. He was still there. So he was able to hear everything still. He could hear the other Vox, the one tied to the Princess like a guard dog, run out of the room. Choked digital sobs echoing in his head. He could hear another version of himself run after him, his best guess was the married one. The other two stayed behind, but they dare not go near him.

It was in this moment of silence, it slowly clicked with him.

The Radio Guard’s Vox’s anger wasn’t just anger. It was grief and guilt and regret mixed into one package as the words from before played in his head.

“If your Alastor hates you so much, why not just kill him off, huh? Why not leave him for dead? Just leave him for the angels or what not, let him be crow food. Who cares if a relic like him dies, he deserves to die after all.”

….jesus…when did he start sounding so much like valentino?

-⚔️ anon

This was so intense but never apologize for writing a lot bc I am always happy to share your work and it's so well written as well, I can't wait to see the full fic

[fluidstatick]

I'm rewatching Sophie's day 3 stream of blsmp and I just got smacked in the face with an offhand bit of lore that I don't think anyone else spotted. I can't find a discord channel or subreddit or anything else specific to dump my thought process into, so I'm just chucking it here. Spoilers for Balloon SMP - particularly Team E - and a wild stab at conjecture, under the cut.

Socks finds Team E's base after wandering around for three hours, and while everyone is making plans and trading information Sophie asks about the Globber, the Enyyts, and the hands. Socks says she saw "A bunch of hands hopping around near a crafting table, and one of them pointed in [team E's] direction." She followed the pointing and ended up at Claire's fishing spot.

The hands helped Socks make it to Team E as early as day two. On day one, they only started attacking Team E when Milk Ape and Bailey attacked first, and they never showed up at Team E's base after that. Sure, they tried to get into the house, but what if they hadn't been attacked? Maybe they were a welcoming committee, helping hands; they dropped very tasty food, and material for a wet shovel, which would have been very useful for underwater digging. Would the hands have defended the house if they were welcomed peacefully? Did they want to help the teams navigate to each other? We may never know.

Speaking of day one - I'm still sad about The Globber. It didn't attack anyone, only the birds did; Its HP bar was white. It looked like a deshelled raw lobster tail shrouded in runes. In real life, whale corpses that wash ashore are called globsters. The rune birds ate it slowly. If it had been left alone, maybe the rune birds would've eaten enough of it to become corporeal, and maybe helpful? There were fish near where it landed that were also runes, and Claire could catch them, but they only dropped rotten flesh. If she didn't catch them, and the globber had landed in the river to become whale fall, maybe they would have been beneficial too.

The Enyyts' HP bars were white, and their balloons were floating up and away from the Caldera, not toward it. When shot down, they didn't defend themselves, just sat in the water and drowned. Nobody's figured out what the Critical Mass can do - one of them is a coffee table now - but if the Ennyts had been dropped on land and left alone, could they have defended players from hostile mobs somehow? That big cyclops eye reminded me of an Ender eye; I'm wondering if they could stare down and attract Endermen, so players could farm ender pearls for Ender chests.

After those first couple of days, the balloons only brought vanilla mobs, and very rarely hostile ones - mostly edible animals, villagers, occasionally hostile mobs at night. When Bailey was revived the first time, a cloud of red balloons met them in the sky, not far from Sophie's body, carrying fish - were the balloons welcoming Bailey back to the living? Were the red balloons collecting hellium to keep the blue balloon at bay, and keep the server safe? When Gibson nuked the Caldera, the sky turned red, and several people suggested they were inside a balloon - Could that have been the souls of the Caldera rushing to protect the teams from the gaze of the blue balloon?

When a player dies, there's a hole in the sky. I forget who, but someone (Kuu? RenoBee?) told Holly that at one point, while they were dead, they flew up into the hole in the sky and saw what was really going on. Holly didn't stick around to find out what they meant by that,

Now that Sophie's sacrificed herself to the Hellium, the sky is blue. Gibson and Bailey commented on how much they wish Sophie could see it. At one point during Gibson's day 25 stream, I noticed two giant eyes in the sky instead of just one.

When Katy and Gibson held an impromptu meeting at an intersection on the nether highway, Kuu interjected at one point, insisting that Sophie isn't dead. Katy said she thinks the comment was just Cope, but Kuu has been several different colors now. I haven't watched his streams yet, but that guy's got secrets, and maybe even more than vague old Gandalf.

On day 14, Holly mentioned that "Shelly says the win condition may have changed." It's not about the End anymore. I think it's about finding and destroying the blue balloon, so the red balloons don't have to deflate more mobs to keep it at bay.

I also don't think the white whales clustering all over the SMP map is an Alex's Mobs glitch. I've run that mod before, and did so for almost a year. I saw a white whale listed in the encyclopedia, but none ever spawned on my map. I think the obscene number of white whales are a message. I think something is trying to tell everyone -- This could have been a peaceful and prosperous world, but you chose fear and violence, and now your luck is a cancer that will destroy you.

When Sophie fell into the Hellium and met The Mother, she saw herself with massive black wings, spotted with the Eyes of Tragedy. I think it's a hint. The Mother said "you will all be reborn." Gandalf hasn't said a word against the balloons. Neither has Serpy. Everyone on the server has seen or experienced something that they can't express effectively, and I think it all goes back to the note Bailey gave to Sophie on day seven - Follow the Blue Balloon - and what her doppelganger said at the end of that day: We came out of the sky.

I don't think the doppelgangers were meant to read as a threat. I think they were trying to explain to people that they're friendly. Bailey's doppelganger only started to howl and screech and chase Sophie when she threatened it on day seven, and on day eight it screamed when it saw her It stretched terribly, like it was being pulled tight. I think something was trying to snatch Fake Bailey into the sky before it could befriend Sophie. I think the reason it possessed her later on - "what's wrong? what's wrong?" - was that it wanted to make peace and explain itself, and it knew that Team E trusts Bailey's judgement.

I think the real villain of this SMP isn't the balloons, red or blue, yellow or otherwise. I think it's communication failure.

I think the Hellium has been improperly labeled. I wonder if it's actually Healium.

[tokuvivor]

Duckverse June Week 4: Mystical Creatures

@duckversejune2024

Wow, can’t believe we’re already at the last week. I’d just like to thank my co-hosts, @secret-tester and @queer-in-a-cornfield, for being amazing. I couldn’t have done it without you guys.

And now, I give you…

Deep Blue for Two

Fethry had been busy all day in his underwater lab with oceanic research. He had a lot to go over, and nothing could distract him. Except maybe an unexpected guest.

“Uncle Fethry!”

Admittedly, Fethry was still getting used to being called that more often by Donald and Della’s kids. He swiveled around in his chair, and found a little girl wearing overalls staring intently back at him.

“Well, hey there, lil’ Daisy,” Fethry greeted. “Wait. Don’t tell me. June, right?”

“Yep!” June replied.

“Anyway,” quizzed Fethry, “what brings you down here?”

“Huey told me you worked down here, and I wanted to see it for myself,” June explained.

“Really? You do?” Fethry asked.

June nodded. “From what I’ve heard, you’ve done a lot of research.”

“Oh, yeah,” brushed off Fethry. “You know, the usual-whales, octopi, various kinds of fish-“

“-krill?” tested June.

“Oh, definitely!”

“Because I’ve heard that you were able to produce giant krill down here!” June exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder.

“Well, that was sort of an accident in its own right,” admitted Fethry. “I did some experimenting on them, and somehow they mutated to colossal size.”

“Do you have any krill down here?” June asked.

“I sure do! Would you like to meet them?”

“Yes!”

Fethry took June over to his tank of krill. June was in amazement over the tiny creatures.

“I can tell each one of them apart,” Fethry explained proudly.

“You can?” June gasped.

“Yep. Point to any one of them, I’ll tell you which one it is.”

June’s finger floated over to a krill near the top of the tank.

“That one’s Fernando.”

“What about this one?” June was now pointing towards the center of the tank.

“Oh, that’s Herb.”

“Impressive!” June marveled. “Besides giant, mutated krill, do you know about any other beyond-normal creatures in the ocean?”

Fethry put a finger to his chin. “Hmmm…let me see. There’s mermaids, for one.”

“Dad told me they visited Mervana last year,” June noted.

“Ah, Don told me about that, too!” exclaimed Fethry. “It would be nice to go for myself. Very chill vibes. A lot of merpeople abound, of course.”

“Too bad it’s so far away,” June added.

Fethry sighed. “You’re right,” he said. There has to be something.”

“Hmmm.” June paced around the tiny metal room, wanting to think of something to help Fethry out. It was when she neared a small bookcase in the corner that something caught her attention.

It looked like some kind of parchment.

“What’s that?”

“I don’t know,” Fethry replied. “It just found its way into my journals, I guess. It has some weird text on it, but who knows what it says.”

“…I think I do,” June spoke up.

“What?!” gasped Fethry.

“I recognize this language,” continued the cyan triplet. “It’s Old Norse. I learned it from Webby and Violet a few months ago. I think I can translate this for you, Uncle Fethry.”

“Amazing!” Fethry exclaimed. “Then translate away, lil’ Daisy-I mean, June.”

June smiled determinedly. She then pulled a small notebook out of her front pocket. “I wrote the figures down to memorize them.”

Fethry decided to work a bit longer while June translated for him. Every once in a while, he looked back over at her, her fingers flying, tongue sticking out to the side in determination.

For June, this was super exciting. She and Fethry might not be able to find an actual creature, but maybe they had discovered the clue to one.

Eventually, she called out, “Got it!”

“Great!” Fethry called back, pushing back from his desk. “What’s it say?”

June cleared her throat, and read the translation from her notebook.

To those sailors that are brave enough:

Here in these waters lies the kraken, the most feared of all ocean creatures.

Powerful enough to capsize even the biggest schooner, I once saw it with my own eyes.

I could swear it had two dozen tentacles on its body, with a razor-sharp beak.

Beware! Lest you wish to be a part of these waters forever.

-Rolf Hundstad, Hammerfest, Norway, 1852

“So the ocean in question would be…the Norwegian Sea,” noted Fethry.

“Yep. Sounds about right,” agreed June.

“That was very impressive, though,” Fethry added, holding out his hand tentatively for a high-five, which June reciprocated. “I didn’t know what those characters were supposed to be.”

“I never actually thought learning Old Norse would come in handy,” June admitted. “Guess I was wrong. Even though this parchment is dated 1852, do you suppose there could actually be kraken out there?”

“If I know Duckburg, anything is possible,” Fethry suggested. “And if I know our family, there’s any number of mystical creatures Uncle Scrooge and the others have found. So maybe that could be something for us to discover.”

“Really?” June asked, practically bubbling with excitement.

“Sure. With my knowledge of the ocean and your curiosity, we could figure out if there’s actually kraken out there,” concluded Fethry.

“I’d love that!” June squeaked, hugging Fethry tightly.

“…We’d have to run that by ol’ Don, though.”

“Right. I know that Dad is all adventured out for now, but I’m sure he’d admire that I’m branching out on my own,” June put in, pulling back.

“Of course. I know he wants the best for you and your sister,” Fethry pointed out. “And it’s not like this is going to be really quick to figure out. We can research it for now, and if we have enough to go off of, maybe then we can try to find it.”

“That’s fine,” June replied. “Hey-Team Kraken?” She put her hand out in front of her.

Fethry laid his hand on top of hers. “Team Kraken.”

[kthecritter]

Heyyy!

I really love sour work and the effort you pit i to it!

Since i requested quite a lot of things i made you something ^^. I draw mask designs (but i don't take the requests here on tumblr though) wich can also be used as pfp if requested privately (i mostly don't do specific requests only for friends or specific people).

I always feel this kind of guilt/ashamed feeling when someone gives/makes something without getting something in return (even if they don't want/need something in return).

I saw your pfp and background and thought I'd draw a cool golden tiger ^^. In the background i put some pink glitter stars since i remember you said in one post that pink is one of your fav colors :)

I had fun doing this even if this wasn't a request from you but i needed to do it since i like giving stuff to people (except people I don't like)

i hope you like it and keep up your good work!

(ps, one of your background collages helped me figure out my humpback whale kintype. I requested a blue whale background collage at the time i was questioning my whale kintype because collages rlly help me out. You actually put humpback whale pictures (except a few blue whales) and then i thought they don't look like blue whales but they look like the whale I'm questioning. Then i did some research and found out that my kintype is a humpback whale and not a blue whale. I found it actually quite funny that the "wrong" pictures were actually the right pictures lol. I ofc still love the background you made also because i got to tell this story of finding out my humpback whale kintype ^^)

OMG THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!!!! this is absolutely gorgeous, I’m obsessed!!!! there’s no need to worry about giving something in return for a request, I do these out of the love in my heart for this community and the creatures that make it such an amazing place <33 also I’m glad you found who you are, whales are so awesome :]

[genopaint]

The long awaited Week 10 of Daily Dragons! Like the last post, I just didn't really get the chance to post these cause my laptop was packed up and what not. But it's finally here for your viewing pleasure :)

As always you can follow me on twitter where they’re posted daily

And read more info on each of them below the cut

Daily Dragon #63 - Seal Dragon

These large, semi aquatic dragons are often seen basking on rocky shores. When hungry, the largest in a pack will swim into the ocean, hunt large animals like whales, and bring them back to shore for the whole pack to eat

I had a concept for a walrus like dragon but ultimately this isn't exactly what I had in mind. However, I do kinda like it! So you can expect to see at least one more seal-esc dragon in the future i guess lol

Daily Dragon #64 - Flying Dragon

As the name suggests, these dragons are ALWAYS in flight! They only land when they need to sleep, but are actually able to go surprisingly long times without needing any rest at all. Sometimes even multiple days!

Up and early with dragons these last few days aha Another redraw! I keep seeing it while looking at the other dragons for a hot minute so I wanted to tackle it too! I think it's actually from 2011-2012 like the Ghouldrogon because... Well they were on the same sheet of paper!

Daily Dragon #65 - Magon

The first Wario dragon! There's actually quite a few in his series. Lately I've been thinking about Wario Land/World/MoD for a while now. They're some of my favorite games and it might honestly be time for me to replay them

I played all the Wario games back in highschool so it's been a hot hot minute. But I really do like them all. They're all good as hell even (especially) Master of Disguise which is so underappreciated

Daily Dragon #66 - Snoozozaur

This dragon lives and breathes for one thing and one this only: sleeping! Rarely ever waking up, only for occasional food and water, they can actually sleep walk and sleep fight using what scientists believe to be some type of psychic ability. Additionally, they can levitate! Meaning they can comfortably sleep ANYWHERE!

Daily Dragon #67 - Shrine Dragon

This dragon is frequently seen guiding heroes of all kinds to temples and shrines important to their quests. If you're looking for a secret dungeon in a large area and spot one flying in the sky, it's in your best interest to follow it!

Daily Dragon #68 - Green Dragon

Thank you for all your amazing monsters and characters over the years, Mr. Toriyama!!

The more I keep thinking about it the more it's making me sad. Chrono Trigger's character designs were SO influential on me growing up. And the design for Arasu is SO important to RPG protagonists that I had OCs inspired by him before I even saw the character. And yeah, of course, Blue Dragon has always been a very important game to me even when I was a tiny child who couldn't afford an Xbox 360.

Daily Dragon #69 - Cuddlodon

A dragon that just loves being friendly and playful! They have some very basic combat skills like small fire balls and teeth, but why would you ever want to fight one? Come on, don't be mean to them :(

Really really low energy today. I wanted to do a Super Mario RPG celebration dragon, but I have something big in mind for the SMRPG dragon so I want to save it for when I'm less busy. Instead, today I redrew this fella from 2012: The Cuddly Dragon!

And of course, in 2024 (that's 12 years later holy hell!!) they come in multiple colors :)

[oogieswife67]

You are Hunting the Seven Seas...

Oops another drabble that hit me super late into the night involving Fellow Honest again. Yes, I will try to do more God Fellow, but I wanna write this down.

WANTED:

THE DREADFUL FOX WHALE

DEAD OR ALIVE

They were asking for so much money for this catch. The beast was known for taking down ships indiscriminately. No one knew how he was doing it, but he was to be stopped after he was said to take down a cargo ship that held valuable spices and fabrics, and the rich man who owned that ship added money to the bounty, almost triple of what it was asking!

You're not going to pass this up, even as you will have to share with the crew you're a part of.

The seas you were sailing through were calm. Strangely calm. The sky was blue with very little clouds. It was usually never a good sign. A storm may have been coming soon, so you and your ship mates were getting the boat and your supplies (and haul) ready for the worst.

The captain was keeping an eye out, keeping his monocular on one eye while his second in command switched between keeping an eye out as well and how you and the crew were doing your jobs.

One of your crewmates was in the crow's nest, also keeping an eye out, especially when there was some rocks sticking out of the seas. He was about to dismiss it, as the sailing master also saw the rocks and was going to turn away, but then heard the crewmate shouting "There's someone there! On the rocks!" they said.

The captain aimed his monocular at the rocks, and sure enough- there seemed to be a young lad! It was hard to see all the details, but it didn't matter. "Go for the rocks!" the captain called out.

The sailing master agreed and headed for the rocks. Once close enough, you take the emergency boat and go right to the rocks. You finally get to see the lad in question- And realize he has cat ears and tail! You've seen beastmen like him before, and most usually don't go out to these waters. You would have to wonder what he was doing out here later, as he was soaking wet and looked like he had been stranded for some time.

You bring the cat beastman back to the ship. The crew wrap him up in a blanket as he was shivering quite a bit, as well as slowly gaining his senses back. His clothes were torn and old. You learn quickly he's unable to talk, so you stick to simple yes and no questions.

"Have you been on those rocks for long?"

Nods

"Are you hungry?"

Vigorous nodding

You go to grab some dried meat that the crew still had plenty of, when the ship suddenly started to shake, as if something hit it! The entire crew panics. You turn to see what was going on-

WHACK!

You get knocked out by the beastman you just saved! The last thing you see is something rising from the seas as the crew screams and grab their weapons...

You'd come back around. Your head hurts. You don't see anyone at first... But you could hear-

GULP!

You get startled and look to where you heard that noise-

There he was...

The fox whale.

The bright over should length orange-haired, fair skinned fox man greeted you with a sly look on his face, staring at you with his bright orange eyes, and his green eyeshadow shining in the sunlight. You found it strange that he was wearing a green vest and long, white sleeves and gloves... Then you realized the "sleeves and gloves" were actually patterns on his skin, then saw a patch of blue on his left shoulder, like he was wearing a cape, while there was a patch of skin that matched his face on his right pinky finger that made the "glove" look torn.

The size of the beast was nothing to joke about. He was much, much bigger than you thought he was. You could swear he ate some whales himself to get to the size he's at. In fact, you realized... The ship wasn't in water.

The ship was balancing on the beast's bloated, fat belly.

You look at the beast in fear for a while, but then change focus when the cat beastman you saved was now on deck, finishing up some dry meat he had in his mouth. The fox whale noticed the beastman, and started to reach for him.

"You get away from him-!" you shouted, but then see that the cat beastman went into the beast's open hand with some dry meat he still had in hand...

And he was transformed into a merman! He still had his top on, but his legs was now a beautiful, shiny purple fish tail with patches of yellow on it. The cat fish gave you a sly smirk as he would be brought to the fox whale's shoulder. "Another excellent catch, Gidel!" Fellow said happily and eats the dried meat Gidel tosses into his mouth.

As the pair seemed distracted, you couldn't help but look over the ship to get a better look at the mass the ship was balancing on-

!!!!!

The green coloring that covered the beast's belly revealed to you what happened to the captain and the rest of the crew, when you could see small divots and movements! You could barely hear them screaming for their lives!

"What? A basic ship?" Fellow asked Gidel, who just nodded. "Just food and weapons, and all the food is gone. Well..."

The pair looked down at you, as you stumbled back in fear. You could see how hungry the fox whale still was... The look reflecting on your eyes... The last thing you'd see...

"Except for this one."

[rats-n-runespoors]

hogvember (?)

BACKSTORY

a/n: i haven't written anything that wasn't an english essay in a year so please bear with me as i get my creative juices back

this is not proofread either

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Sniffling, the young girl trained her eyes on the sky: cloudy, dreary, and gray. So, so dreadfully gray. The sun, which had hidden itself in the heavens before she even woke up that morning, just barely let its rays peek through those sad, sagging clouds. Black specks dotted the sky (gulls, she knew), screeching and crying, circling like vultures over a carcass.

   Her neck was beginning to ache, to be honest. She'd been craning her head for the better part of ten minutes, but as an eight-year-old, it felt like hours longer. She was, quite frankly, terrified of the crashing waves below, that hungry maw of water and salt just taunting her, threatening to swallow her little body whole. She knew there were creatures deep beneath the murky depths, magical and non, and she wasn't sure which was more frightening. Kelpies, sure, would suck all the blood from her veins if they didn't drown her first, but octopuses? Those writhing, twitching, slimy mounds of flesh, coupled with a brain that rivalled man's?

   Her mum must've noticed the shiver that went down her spine because those warm arms tightened around her almost imperceptibly. 

   "You won't fall, Celestia," Corvus reassured, guiding her daughter's head into her neck. 

   "I know," Celestia replied. Again, she sniffled, rubbing her numbing nose with her arm. 

   Corvus smirked at Celestia's unconvincing tone. "Are you cold or upset?"

   "A little cold. Can we go back to our room?"

   Corvus shook her head. "No, birdie, I want you to see something."

   "Mum," Celestia groaned, tossing her head back to the sky. "I've seen enough."

"Just five more minutes, love. I think you'll like this."

“I like the birds,” she said, fixing her eyes on a gull as it dove down. As Celestia watched, she realised how silent the boat had become. She glanced around at the other passengers, brows furrowed. They were crowded around the railing, staring into the abyss below. Her own eyes followed when she heard a noise.

It wasn’t a sudden sound, or even a loud one, but it was noticeable. And haunting. It sounded like a wounded cat, a muffled moo beneath the surface. Celestia turned to her mother, the question “What is that?” dying on her tongue as she saw her excited expression. 

“Watch,” she murmured, guiding Celestia’s chin back to the sea. The waters churned and bubbled, and a mass of limp fish and white spray burst from below. A leviathan of grays and blues had torn from its own saturated realm, breaching the barrier vertically, before twisting onto its side and falling back below, causing a short rain in its general vicinity. The boat was far enough away so that nobody was drenched, but the whale's display still rocked it. 

Celestia turned to her mum, wide-eyed, and swallowed thickly. Still, she was completely speechless, holding her mother's cloak in a vice-like grip, though now a wide grin was slowly growing across her visage. 

Eagerly, she watched the sea.

***

“Err…”

The Ravenclaw turned around to regard whoever had just made such a sound, tilting her head. “What is it?”

“What are you looking at?”

“That map. It’s a whale.”

“Yeah? It’s been there. ”

“I know. I just like looking.”

“Okay, well,” Dinah said, tugging her companion’s sleeve, “Peeves was lurking here earlier. We best get on.”

Corvus nodded, her body turning but her eyes still roaming the framed parchment. “Alright.”

[mywifealhaitham]

greetings! I saw your cafe and couldn't take my eyes of it! May I have a peach pineapple lemonade (where they go to the beach, have a sandcastle building and swimming competitions with Childe's siblings)? Oh, and I'd like my request to be normal and romantic. Thank you!

୨୧ - going to the beach w/ childe and his siblings

⚠: mentions of three of childes siblings, lowercase intended, fluff, use of the pet name angel

a/n: hii im glad you like the cafe event! tysm for requesting this it was so cute !!

୨୧ - link to the cafè event here!

childe was ecstatic about this day. snezhnaya winters were always harsh, snowing covering every square inch of every city. all the citizens were used to the weather by now however they would never pass up a opportunity to bask in the sun's warmth for a day. that type of opportunity finally opened up for childe and his siblings! you lived in a warmer part of teyvat where people often occupied the beaches, basking in the sunlight and soaking up the gentle breeze. you often found yourself on these beautiful beaches, though you were alone with none to hang with. though this all changed once you started dating ajax. he would always tell you stories about his family back in his homeland. one day you had the brilliant idea to invite him and his family to a nice weekend getaway to the beach! just about any snezhnian citizen would never pass up an opportunity like this, and plus childe's siblings finally get to meet the wonderful angel he always talks about so its a win-win! you offered them to stay at your place since it was big and near the beach. when they first arrived, teucer jumped straight in for a excited hug clearly excited to meet his new big sibling. you giggled lightly and gently patted his head then softly grabbing him under his arms and spinning him around a bit. giggles escape you too and you set him down and point towards the vacant room you prepared for the visitors. tonia was next to step in along with anthon following. they both politely shook your hand as they followed the excited teucer to the vacant room. after tonia and anthon entered the next person who stepped in was the one you loved the most, childe. he put down the bags of his siblings things and engulfed you in a tight hug. "I cannot thank you enough for inviting all of us here for a few days. oh? no need to be nervous angel, I'm sure my siblings already love you. you're very charming afterall"  he said gently stroking your hair with an adoring grin on his face. you're face flushed making you look away from his captivating gaze. he let you go and let out a laugh seeing you all embarrassed. although the scene in front of him was amusing there's still a beach to go too afterall. turning his attention to the bags on the floor he swiftly picked them up and walked into the room we're he and his siblings are staying in. since your house was always big the room had enough space for the four or them, even if it's a tight fit childe could always sneak into your room afterall. now that reality sat in for childe he was very excited. giggling like a child he set off back to you a grin on his face. "when can we go to the beach? I'd love to enjoy this weather while I can" he asked walking towards a window near your living room that has a direct view to the busy streets and beach. "it's still early so we probably can go now if your siblings are okay with it. there shouldn't be many people there afterall" you said and immediately you hear some footsteps coming your way. tonia and teucer had overheard the plans about the beach. tonia was dressed in a simple dress, most likely bought by childe because all her clothing was made for winter. teucer however was in swim trucks and a cute blue whale swimshirt, in his hand was a plastic bucket with a matching shovel. shortly following behind them was anthon in his swim trucks accompanied by a blue bag filled with towels, sunscreen and other beach essentials. you were shocked to see them all prepared but smiled nonetheless. not wanting to keep them waiting another moment you ushered childe to change into his swimwear as you rushed off into your room to change into yours. finally after a few minutes you all were ready for a nice relaxing day at the beach.

you quickly grabbed your keys and unlocked the front door, holding it open for everyone to leave. as you locked the door and began towards the beach guiding everyone behind you childe sped up a few steps to reach you and hold your hand, giving you a big grin. you explained to everyone that the beach is only a minute away and about the dangers of the sun. after what felt like eons in childe's eyes you finally arrived at the beach. teucer took childes freehand and dragged him excitedly to a vacant spot near the shore. tonia and anthon followed you three and began setting up some towels and a big beach umbrella you brought. before teucer can jump into the water childe quickly scolded him about sunscreen. you reached into the bag anthon brought and pulled out the sunscreen and poured some into your hands. you then handed it too childe and began applying it to your arms and legs, everyone else following along with their own sunscreen. now finally the fun can begin! since teucer was most excited about this day everyone decided to let him pick out most of the activities and first on the list in his head was a super sandcastle building competition. teucer quickly split up everyone into teams; tonia and anthon and him and childe with you as the judge. you gave them about 30 minutes to complete the castles while you laid down in the sun and read a book you brought with. as you read you snuck glances at the four building. tonia and anthon's sandcastle was... something.... it was a pile of sand with some shells in places. meanwhile childe and teucer's sandcastle looked alot better. it actually looked like a mini castle complete with a royal family which conveniently looked like childes siblings along with you, with teucer as the king, you and childe as the prince and princess holding hands and tonia and anthon as knights at the kings side. after the 30 minutes passed teucer came running up to you and dragged you by the wrist as he showed you the castles. you really didn't want to pick one because you truly thought they both were unique and good even if one was a bit deformed, it's the thought that counts! so you proposed a tiebreaker -- a swimming competition! the rules where simple; one team nominaties a teammate to swim to a marker in the water then swim back the fastest. after some whispering between the two teams the ones who were going to be swimming ended up being tonia and childe. they both stepped in the water and waited for the countdown, a determined look on their faces. teucer starting counting down from three and as they hit one the two in the water began to swim as fast as they could. obviously being more experienced childe was in the lead with tonia close behind surprisingly. after a few more suspenseful seconds childe was the first cross the invisible line much to anthon's disappointment and teucer's excitement. in the heat of the moment childe swiftly got ahold of you and spun you around in his arms, giving you thousands of little pecks all around your face. you felt so happy with everyone here enjoying the beach, it was definitely one of your favorite memories with childe.

[kayla-crazy-stuffs]

A new friend? Surfer Dream au: Side Story

HEHE I'm back with surfer Dream au >:]

(btw this happens before the second incident)

This counts as a mermay post so, here you go :D

1081 words :)

TW: Safe/soft vore, death mention, digestion mention and fear of dying (doesn't happen)

The day was clear and there was a bit of a breeze, so after spending a few weeks getting ready, he decided to go out to sea with his small boat. It had been a long time since he hadn't taken a boat ride, so he was really excited.

“Uhh.. Bad, do you really think it's a good idea for you to go alone..? I know you really like the sea and all that, me too, but you could find yourself with a dangerous mer…” Bad turned to look at the young man and gently placed a hand on his shoulder trying to calm him down.

"Nothing will happen to me, Foolish, I promise you." he told him with a warm smile. The teenager just sighed. “Okay… but, really, be careful… you know perfectly well that you are like a father to Dream and me… We would feel horrible if something happened to you…” he replies looking down.

Bad gives him a little hug before pulling away from him and ruffling his hair. "I'll be fine, I'll be back before night falls." Foolish nodded, waving goodbye to him as Bad started to get on the boat.

The walk was quite calm, several dolphins had appeared along the way and later a really big whale. Although soon the sky turned a darker color when some storm clouds began to appear.

"Oh muffin... I'm going to have to get back before the storm gets any closer..." Bad went to turn the boat around when something much bigger tore it in half, causing Bad to fall into the water, slowly sinking.

Bad held his breath as best he could and tried to swim to the surface, but unfortunately, he couldn't find it. He was about to try to breathe when suddenly, he was in a warmer space.

He was squished against a wall by something quite soft and in a few seconds the water disappeared after a loud sound that came from behind him.

Bad took another breath and tried to orient himself to where he was, when the soft ground beneath him shifted slightly. 'Oh no… This is not the floor…'

He looked around the warm space, seeing a pair of rows of sharp teeth and behind it, a huge uvula, followed by a deep throat. 'Oh god… He was in a mouth… and most likely a mer’s mouth'

The pale turquoise blue tongue beneath him moved again, pushing him into the back of his mouth. 'Oh no… the mer is going to eat me…' Bad tried to crawl forward, but the tongue pushed him all the way back.

He frantically thought of something not to be swallowed, when he looked up and saw the uvula, clinging to it as his life depended on it. The mer swallowed once and Bad felt himself slipping down a bit. The mer swallowed a second time,sending him down into his throat.

Bad slid for a moment until he pressed his back against one of the walls of the throat and stretched out his legs, stopping his descent completely. The mer choked for a moment, swallowing to try to make Bad slide down, but he didn't.

He swallowed a second time, getting the same result. At that rate the mer would end up choking. A few seconds passed when suddenly a lot of water entered the throat, pushing Bad and forcing him down.

Before long he slipped into a more open space. The stomach of the mer. Bad kicked and pushed the walls of the stomach, he didn't want to die like that. 'He couldn't die! He Promised Foolish!' The walls around him closed in, pinning him in place. “Can you stop? You won't get anything by doing that." "Let me out!"

The mer seemed to consider this before answering. "I can't do that-" "Why not-?!" "Unless you want to drown, you should stay inside." Bad hugged his legs, placing his head on them. "Dying by drowning is better than dying digested..." That made mer stop.

"Die? You are not going to die, rather I have saved you from dying.” Bad raised his head. "What are you talking about? I'm in your stomach..” “Storage stomach, basically a second stomach but without digestive fluids. All mers have one.” Bad sighed, relaxing a little at his words.

For some reason he felt that he could trust him. “I was calmly swimming when I saw another mer tear your boat in half and well, I decided to save you. And although it seems a little strange, I had never seen a human. I had been told that you were small, but I did not imagine that you were that small.” The mer commented, trying to establish a conversation.

“Oh… Thanks for saving me then… My name is Badboyhalo, but you can call me Bad to keep it short.” “Nice to meet you, my name is Skeppy and I am a turquoise blue betta mer.” responded the mer to Bad’s presentation.

"I guess that explains why your storage and mouth are turquoise..." Skeppy chuckled, patting his storage a little. "I guess so, haha.. Now relax, it will take a couple of hours to get to the coast." “Okay, ‘geppy...” Skeppy laughed a little more at the nickname the human gave him, continuing on his way towards the coast.

It took a couple of hours until they reached the coast where Bad had left many hours ago. A human was there waiting quite worried and nervous when he saw the mer. Skeppy pushed Bad back into his mouth, opening his mouth to let him out.

Bad got out very carefully, not wanting to cut himself on his Skeppy's sharp teeth. In a few seconds he felt that he was hugged tightly by someone. “Bad, you said you'd be back before dark! I was really worried that something had happened to you!” "I'm so sorry Foolish" He said, ruffling the young man's hair.

"I had a little problem but Skeppy, the mer who brought me back, helped me" He added when Foolish's gaze fell on the giant mer. "So, he's friendly?" Bad nodded.

"Now let's go home, I'm a little tired after everything that's happened…" He turned for a moment to look at the mer. "I hope to see you again soon, I really liked you, bye!" he said with a smile before walking away with Foolish.

Skeppy felt that his face was burning. Was he falling in love with the human…?

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"Rough night?" Mrs. McKenzie asks me with her Scottish accent.

"What?"

"You don't seem to have had a good night of sleep. Was it your date?"

"No, no. That was fine"

"Then what is it?"

"Nothing, just... Do you know this guy called Benjamin Chilwell?"

"Oh, now I understand... You met young Ben, didn't ya?" she winks.

"I might have."

"He's a handsome lad, isn't he?"

"He is ok" I shrug.

"Ok? Just ok? If there were men like him back home, trust me, you wouldn't find me here folding Mr. Kloss' underwear. I would be in my own house, with my handsome husband, and surrounded by 5 kids, another one on their way."

"What?" I laugh.

"What you just heard. If I had crossed paths with a man like that, I would have made him just mine, marrying him and not allowing him to leave my bed."

"Mrs. McKenzie!" I say, laughing again but also blushing, the image of Ben in my bed already forming in my head. Again. Because that's why I didn't have a good night. Because every time I closed my eyes, I only saw him. Him and his stupid smile, and that stupid fluffy hair, and those stupid blue eyes.

"I'm human, what can I say" she shrugs. "But tell me, what happened?"

"Nothing. He has stupid friends, at first it looked like he wasn't as stupid as them, but turns out he is."

"Was there one called Jack?"

"Yes. That was the one who tried to flirt with me."

"Poor lad. I think he fell when he was a baby, hit his head, and lost the few proper braincells he had."

"Mrs. McKenzie!"

"I'm not the only one who thinks it. Even young Ben does. But for some odd reason, he is his dearest friend."

"Because he is as stupid as that Jack, that's why" I say, smoothing a t-shirt with more intensity than usual.

"What did he do to make you dislike him so much already?"

"He believes himself to be this Adonis, this man no one can resist to, and thinks that I will be at his feet, begging for his attention."

"I wouldn't mind being at his feet."

"Oh my God, Mrs. McKenzie!"

"Yes, that's my name. If you keep saying it so much, you'll wear it out."

"I'm sorry, but I just didn't expect you to be this... Horny" I say, whispering that last word.

"Oh, there are many things you still don't know about me, lass. But let me tell you something" she says, picking the basket full of clothes we just finished folding. "There is a lot more to Ben than just a pretty face."

"What does that mean?"

"Get to know him, and you'll find out."

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"Can we have chocolate for lunch?"

"Mrs. McKenzie has been cooking the whole day, we can't do that to her."

"After lunch?" Levi asks.

"Only if you eat everything."

"I will, you'll see!"

"Hello, miss. Mr. Levi" Louis says, opening our building's door. "How was school today?"

"Today we learned a new song, and... Ben!" Levi screams, running through the lobby.

"Hello, little man" Ben says, picking him up. "Neighbour" he says when he sees me.

"Chilwell."

"That's not his name" Levi says, confused. "His name is Ben."

"I know. But Chilwell sounds funnier."

"Oh, do you know what is funny, Ben? I learnt to speak like the whales!"

"You did?" he asks as we walk into the lift.

"She taught me" Levi says, pointing at me.

"Has she also taught you the floor you live in?" Ben asks.

"I already knew it. Three! And yours is five. Can I push the button?"

"Of course you can” he says, putting him down.

“Three and five. See?” Levi says with a big smile.

"Well done, little man!" Ben tells him, lifting his hand to high five him and making me smile like an idiot. Why am I smiling like this? He is the idiot. A hot idiot being super cute with Levi, but an idiot still.

"Are you a “Finding Nemo” fan?" he asks me as the lift starts moving.

"What?"

"Speaking like the whales. That's from the movie, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes. I'm more into the classics, but that scene was funny."

"Levi, have you watched “Finding Nemo”?"

"No. Why?"

"Do you want to come watch it at my house? We can even make popcorn. If that's ok with your nanny, of course" Ben says, looking at me with a big smile.

"Oh, say yes, please!" Levi says while doing little jumps of excitement.

"We'll have to ask your mum first."

"She'll say yes, you'll see. She likes Ben a lot."

"Does she?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.

"She does. But I'm not into milfs" Ben whispers in my ear just as the lift's doors open, the feel of his breath on my skin sending goosebumps all over my body.

"Let's go, Levi" I quickly say, grabbing his hand. I need to be away from Ben. Now. If I stay next to him any longer, I don't know what I would do. Punch him, throw myself at him, or both.

"Mrs. McKenzie has my number. Text me if you are coming" he says with a wink while the lift's doors close again.

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Where? 

Where was this?

Where was the reef? The coral? The sponges and anemones? 

The little merfolk held their fins close to their body and looked around at the vast, empty blue. There was just nothing. They were in the middle of the ocean, Lords knows how far away from safety. 

Some part of them wanted to yell out for help. Another, louder part of them said that that was a foolish idea. A distress cry would more likely bring trouble than assistance. 

So they swam. With no way of knowing where they were going, if they were getting closer or further away from their home, they swam. And swam. And swam. 

The emptiness below seemed to churn with unseen danger. The little mer tried not to look down, if only to preserve the last remnants of their sanity. 

“Hello, little one.” 

The little mer gasped, heart leaping into their throat. They twisted around to face the biggest merfolk they’d ever seen. The leviathan stared back down at them, incomprehensibly huge. How had they not noticed her approaching?

“You seem lost,” she said. Her voice was deep, echoing through the water like a whale’s song. It shook the little mer to their very core. “How did you—”

Nope. The little mer turned tail and bolted. Maybe, just maybe they could outrun the leviathan. 

“No, wait, please—” Just like that, with one push, the leviathan closed the distance between them. From their peripherals, the little mer saw two massive hands sweeping in, encroaching faster than they would expect from such a large creature. Fingers larger than coral pillars interlocked around them, trapping them, sealing them in the darkness between her palms. “Please,” the leviathan said, her voice rumbling all around them, “I mean only to help you. Be calm.”

The little mer was anything but calm. Their heart was rattling against their ribcage. They flung themself against the rubbery walls of the leviathan’s hands, and tried to squirm out between her fingers. 

“Please,” she repeated, softer. She held her hands still, clasped gently, enduring the harmless beating from the little mer. 

“Let me out!” They shrieked. “Let me out!”

Sorrow in her features, the leviathan brought her hands closer to her face, holding them as if she were praying. “You will not survive out here alone, little one,” she said. “Calm yourself, and I will let you out.” 

The little mer rammed their shoulder against her palm one last time, then slumped down in a shaking heap. “I… I don’t want to die out here,” they whimpered, sure the leviathan wouldn’t be able to hear. But she could. 

“You will not die here, my little one,” she said. “I only seek to keep you safe, and escort you home. This I promise you.” 

Slowly, her fingers drifted apart, letting light and fresh water into the cavernous space she’d trapped the little mer in. They spun to face the leviathan once more, shaking and curled in on themself. She had kind features, and long, silken hair, like a forest of seagrass, or kelp. She had an unusual tail, the little mer now noticed. Behind her, keeping her afloat in the water column, were two huge, wing-like flippers, like that of a giant ray. Her skin was a sandy tan, decorated with white speckles that looked like sunlight dappling the ocean floor. 

She was a stunning creature. And she was terrifying. 

“Come, little one,” she beckoned, motioning for them to swim closer. “Rest in my hair, or beneath my wings. I will keep you hidden. No harm will come to you under my care.” 

Reluctantly, they obeyed. They shied away from her hands, and made a wide path around her head. Other small fish darted in and out of the soft forest that was her hair, either uncaring or unaware of the leviathan they resided on. They found a spot near the nape of her neck, and tucked into the forest, sheltering themself away from anyone’s view. Still their heart pounded, but what other choice did they have? She was right. They would not survive out here alone. They could not.

And the leviathan started to swim, propelling herself forward in gentle, languid strokes.